Dreams and Things

I am into the dating scene these days. It took me a while--not a very long while--to get over the breakup of my last marriage. After wandering around aimlessly in my apartment for about a week I was suddenly struck by a thought: I should peruse the online dating sites! So I hammered my ego together and began looking through OurTime.com , a dating service for people 50 years old and older. I went through several iterations of my profile , that is, an explanation of who I am and what I am looking for in another person. I based a lot of it on observations of what women are looking for in a man. I stayed true to my principles, however. Although fine-tuned to appeal to women on the site it nevertheless represents who I am. I guess I just changed the language a little and highlighted those qualities of mine that others might find attractive. Everything considered it was an interesting experiment in introspection. I did not deliberately lie outright. But I had to ask ...

It is so very late and every day a scary date And when I face it I get tired It must end I cannot wait. It just can be so anymore. We can only go our separate ways. And count our lonely days. Now I see another here When all I praised was you my dear. But now the other comes to me And rises in me like the sea. In time we will accept the changes we now endure. Though now it's just a concept It's exchanges of something pure. Goodbye my love Farewell to comfort. That treasure trove Farewell to comfort.